This wedding dress was brought by Song Zhouxing. He said that it seemed like his mother had prepared it for his future wife when he was young.
Although so many years have passed, this wedding dress still does not look outdated, but is still stunning.
It was a red skirt, similar to the modern modified cheongsam, with exquisite and intricate patterns on it. Meng Mu touched it carefully with her hands.
The lines are smooth and the stitches are delicate, it must be the work of a master.
The beautiful peony flowers bloomed on the brocade, dazzling Meng Mu for a moment.
"This is Wanlan's craftsmanship. Sigh, it's been around for so many years."
"Wanlan?"
"This is the name of your future mother-in-law! Back then, your mother-in-law had won the hearts of many young men in Kyoto, but she just fell for your father-in-law, that taciturn man.
Now that I think about it, I’m lucky I married your father-in-law!”
Looking at Meng Mu's melancholy expression, she seemed to be reminiscing and remembering something.
Meng Beiwan seemed to be thinking about something, but seeing that his mother was still immersed in her own emotions, Beiwan quickly interrupted her.
"Oh, mother, don't think too much. My mother-in-law is living well in Hong Kong now. Her situation has improved over the past two years. She might come back someday!
Look at your daughter and see if she looks good in this dress."
"Beautiful, my daughter is the most beautiful!"
"Hehe, mommy looks good too!"
The mother and daughter both praised each other and felt much better.
…
In the blink of an eye, it was Bei Wan and Song Zhouxing's wedding day.
Father Meng looked at his daughter in her wedding dress, and for some reason his eyes suddenly felt a little sore.
My little girl, who looks like a white glutinous rice ball, has finally grown up.
"My daughter, come home more often. If Song Zhouxing bullies you, come back and tell me, and I'll teach him a lesson for you."
"Dad, I know." Meng Beiwan agreed happily.
"Okay, that's good."
Meng Beiwan felt uncomfortable as he looked at his father who was obviously reluctant to let him go but didn't know how to express it.
"dad."
Bei Wan thought about it for a while, and before leaving, he gave Meng's father a big hug.
"Oh, my daughter, be well, you must be well!"
It’s almost time. Although it’s not a big event, I have invited some neighbors and relatives who are close to me, and they are almost all here now!
Song Zhouxing also came to welcome the bride. Since he went to the countryside, he didn't have many good friends, so most of the people who came today were children of relatives.
In their eyes, this cousin has been much better than others since he was a child, and his emotions are never revealed on his face. This is the first time they have seen him so happy.
"It seems that our Zhou Xing is extremely satisfied with the bride! Haha
Everyone needs to work together to bring the bride home smoothly for our brother Zhou Xing.
Do you have confidence? "
"Haha, of course there is. Brother Zhou Xing, just go to the bride, and we brothers will escort you!
Don’t you think so? "
"yes!"
After a burst of laughter, the wedding crowd had already arrived at the door of Meng Beiwan's house!
"Here comes the groom!"
The children around shouted, and some older girls who had been prepared hurriedly blocked the door!
"If you want to see the bride, leave a red envelope and think about it!"
The older girls shouted in unison
A little brother here who looks very smart rolled his eyes.
He took out a handful of red envelopes from his pocket and suddenly scattered them out.
"The red envelope is on the ground, hurry up and grab it!"
"Red envelope.
Where is the red envelope?
Go grab the red envelopes!
The crowd around was in an uproar. When their attention was focused on the ground, the group of brothers hurriedly squeezed into Bei Wan's house through the gap with Song Zhouxing.
"Wow, my sister-in-law is so beautiful!"
One of the younger brothers was stunned for a moment without realizing it.
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man felt a chill on his back.
I touched it unconsciously, muttering, "Why is my sister-in-law's room so cold?"
Finally, the friend next to him couldn't stand it anymore and poked him on the elbow, and then he saw the unfriendly look his brother was giving him.
"whee!"
This kid was also very shameless, so he didn't care and continued to make trouble.
"Hey, brother, what are you still dawdling about? Hurry up and carry my sister-in-law on your back and let's go!"
"Yes, that's right. If anyone outside reacts, we won't be able to leave again!"
Song Zhouxing ignored the people around him who were making a fuss. All he had eyes for was his beautiful bride.
"Wanwan, you are so beautiful today!"
"Yeah!" Not knowing if it was because they were getting married today, Meng Beiwan suddenly became shy.
Song Zhouxing was also laughing like that, looking really silly.
Seeing that the army outside was about to rush in, Song Zhouxing's wedding team was extremely anxious.
"Brother, my dear brother, you and sister-in-law can talk privately anytime. You can say whatever you want when you go back tonight. Now take sister-in-law back home first!"
Song Zhouxing finally reacted and quickly stretched out his hands to help Bei Wan up.
When the two walked into the yard, the lively crowd was still bustling with enthusiasm.
"Oh, they look so good together, a talented man and a beautiful woman!"
"That's right, you don't know, Old Meng has been smiling wherever he goes these days, as if everyone knows that he has a good son-in-law." These were some sour sighs.
"Lao Li, are you jealous? Hahaha!"
Let’s ignore the hustle and bustle around here for now and take a look at Wanwan first.
"My daughter, I don't have much to say to you. I just want to say one thing: my parents will always have your back. If you're wronged, just come back and I'll support you!"
"You old woman, why are you stealing my lines?"
"Zhou Xing, if one day you don't like my daughter anymore, just tell me and I'll go pick her up. Don't let her suffer." Father Meng complained, then patted Song Zhou Xing's shoulder and said very seriously.
"Dad, no, I will never suffer Wanwan's temper!"
As he spoke, he held Bei Wan's hand tightly, as if making a promise to her.
"Okay, Dad will believe you!"
After reaching the door, Bei Wan got into a 1970s sedan with a big red flower on it.
While driving, Bei Wan saw the reluctance on Meng's mother and father's faces, and felt very sad for a moment.
Looking at the scenery gradually disappearing in front of her, Bei Wan realized for the first time her growth.
She has entered a new stage in her life!
…
Song Zhouxing's vacation was limited. After three days of lingering honeymoon period, Bei Wan and Song Zhouxing planned to set out on the journey back to Lian City.
A telegram disrupted their plans!
"Something's happening in the East Market, go quickly!"
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